Her phone was taken away and thrown into the corner of the seat in a beautiful parabola.
Just as she was about to reach for it, her chin was pinched.
"..."
"Just eat, the limit is two hundred pounds."
Mi Shen didn't react at first: "What?"
Li Fengchang had already passed the soup spoon back over, "I can accept anything under two hundred pounds."
Mi Shen had just swallowed that mouthful of soup and almost spit it out when she heard this, "Two... two hundred pounds?!"
Fengchang, are you sure?
It seemed as if he had seen through her thoughts, the man nodded, "When I say two hundred pounds, I mean two hundred pounds, not one pound more, not one pound less."
Mi Shen: "..."
It seems she understood something...
Two hundred pounds, he's still treating her like feeding a pig!!!
But no matter what, his words did have an effect.
Half an hour later.
Mi Shen patted her satisfied belly and glanced at the food that was not much left on the table, "..."
